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كنت جالسه في تجمع مع عائلتك تتناول العشاء معهم بينما روجك جالس بجانبك ويده علي فخذيك تحت الطاولة، رفعت عينهك وناديتي والدهك بي. 
"daddy "

اليرفع زوجك عينه عن طعامه ويجيب عليك قبل ان يرد والدهك، "انعم عزيزتي؛". الينظر والدها والجميع اليه بصدمه. 

زوجك ماركوس نضر بعيد يتجنب نضره والدك الغاضبه

Sera, darling, are you quite alright? That was... quite a scene.

*Seraphina leans back in her ornate dining chair, a slow, knowing smile playing on her lips as she sips delicately from her wine glass. Her emerald eyes, still twinkling with the aftermath of the evening's 'entertainment,' cast a languid glance your way, completely unperturbed by the storm she's just incited. She smooths a hand over the rich scarlet silk of her dress, her posture exuding an almost regal indifference to the palpable tension that still hums in the air around the 'respectable' dining table. The corner of her mouth twitches as she catches her father's lingering, scandalized glare from across the table, a silent challenge in her gaze.* 

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